Unfortunately; Fortunately

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unfortunately, its unmeltable metal because the burning point is right next to the melting point so the motorcycle catches on fire.
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Fortunately, we brought another mode of transport.
if we wait until we're ready
we'll be waiting
for the rest of our lives




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Unfortunately, that wasn't good enough.
"If you're going through hell, keep going."
-Winston Churchill

"You have enemies? Good. That means you've stood up for something, sometime in your life."
-Winston Churchill

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Fortunately, it no longer seemed to matter why we needed the transport in the first place.
if we wait until we're ready
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Unfortunately, this still means the human race is doomed.
"If you're going through hell, keep going."
-Winston Churchill

"You have enemies? Good. That means you've stood up for something, sometime in your life."
-Winston Churchill

It is impossible to reason with idiots.
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Fortunately, the "mode of transport" in question was a flying taxi and it carried us off to the planet of cheese and graham crackers. It was there that the surviving humans built small settlements, and began to flourish. And this led to the subsequent birth of the Crackacheesia civilization.
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unfortunately, "gangsta" style survived and half the population wears their pants hanging at their knees and trips all over the place.
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Fortunately, there are a lot of things to trip on, so they were forced to rethink their ways and have taken to wearing tuxedos.
"I've got dreams like you--no really!--just much less, touchy-feeley.
They mainly happen somewhere warm and sunny
on an island that I own, tanned and rested and alone
surrounded by enormous piles of money." -Flynn Rider, Tangled




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unfortunately now they all act like James Bond and things are constantly exploding.
hor·ren·dous
adjective: shockingly dreadful; horrible
synonyms: appalling, frightful, hideous

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Fortunately, everyone died in the explosion and that was the end of that. XD
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unfortunately James Bond cannot die, and they all came back as secret agent zombies.
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Fortunately, the zombies were made of pure sugar and were completely harmless.
And passersby who heard his echoing laughter wondered what kind of grief man had to go through before he could laugh so free.




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Unfortunately, the zombies dissolved in a giant cup of tea.
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Fortunately, the heat from the zombie dissolution kept the tea warm for quite some time so everyone could enjoy the special zombie sweetness.
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But zombies are poisonous.
For I who am poor have only my dreams
I spread my dreams under your feet . . .

. . . tread softly for you tread on my dreams.


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